Well...
First I would have pooped my own pants when I found out my Couslands were under attack. Then, through sheer flailing, cowering and sneaking I would have eventually made it to the pantry, where I would have sobbed to my parents who would no doubt be ashamed of me (I mean I DID poop my pants).
On the way to Ostagar I would have tripped over something, landed on a rusted piece of metal and gotten blood poisoning which I would hope would take me before I had to face any scary Darkspawn, but I would just KNOW that it would take...FOREVER..
At Ostagar, since I'm prone to daydreaming, I likely would have wandered, following a squirrel or something, right into the middle of a couple of soldiers sparring each other. Great. Now my ear has been sliced off. It hurst real bad until one of the mages heals it, also inadvertantly healing my stupid blood poisoning.
Then during the battle I would have likely been by a giant fireball three steps into my quest to the tower, leaving me a gnarled charred corpse on the ground.
...my journey ends.

OH! Oh you meant me AS MY PC. Not me as ME. Right...
Uhh....ogre.
Modifié par Badpie, 02 décembre 2009 - 09:02 .